After more than ten minutes of discussion, Director Xiao finally agreed to mediate for Chen Yang, and Chen Yang happily left the police station.
There is no way, who asked his subordinates to do something beyond the scope of their duties? If Chen Yang really sued him, he would definitely be punished. Anyway, it would just be to help with the mediation. Let's decide what the situation is in the end.
The next day, Chen Yang wrapped the chicken bowl and bowl, took his father's briefcase, put the bowl inside, told his parents, and got on Boss Song's horse when he went out, heading straight to the appreciation meeting.
The appreciation meeting was held in the exhibition hall in the center of Jiangcheng. When the two arrived, there were already many people inside. Boss Song took Chen Yang into the exhibition hall. People kept coming over to say hello to Boss Song, and there was no time to take care of Chen Yang.
Chen Yang scanned the exhibition hall and saw that there were quite a few people coming. There were only three types of people who could come to this kind of appreciation conference.
The first category, those with absolutely bulging pockets, do not buy one or two to go home to show off, but are collectors in the antique circle.
The second category is people like Boss Song, who are antique dealers.
The third category, antique appraisal experts, these people just come to see the authenticity and the fun.
Seeing Boss Song chatting with others, Chen Yang looked around without anything to do. The items in the exhibition hall were all for viewing. Most of them were not genuine, but they were also high-quality imitations.
Chen Yang was looking at a painting by Qi Baishi. It was obvious that this was not an authentic painting. It was placed here probably to attract those with deep pockets, but this painting was a really good imitation. ???
"I really didn't expect to meet young people here. Can you understand?" Chen Yang lowered his head and looked at it when a voice like a bell rang in his ears.
Chen Yang turned around and saw that the person talking to him was an old man who was probably in his sixties. He was tall and had his hands behind his back. He also looked down at the painting.
The old man didn't look like someone playing with antiques at all, but rather like a battle-hardened general. He stood next to Chen Yang with an aura that couldn't be described as a bit suffocating.
Chen Yang stepped aside, widened the distance between the two, and said, "Qi Baishi's Red Sun Landscape, isn't it written in this book?"
After hearing what Chen Yang said, the old man didn't look at Chen Yang, but looked at the painting, "Where does it say Qi Baishi? I didn't even see the word Qi!"
Hearing what the old man said, Chen Yang couldn't help but smile, pointed at the painting and said to the old man, "Isn't this written about Bai Shi Shan Weng?"
"The old man Baishi is Qi Baishi?"
"Qi Baishi, formerly known as Chunzhi, also known as Baishi and Baishishanweng,"
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